Ed said "I'm coming,"
and that's the end of things with me and you.
White wine, dark rum is all that gets me through.
I could tell Alfonzo maybe that I'm still hanging around.
Blind, deaf, and dumb, I'm like a slab of stone so unrefined.
Cold, hard, defiant, a silhouette inside.
Have I said "I love you" lately?
Or have I only let you down?
In the cold part of forever, when we only have each other.
Open the door, Darlene, I've got something to say that I should have stood and shouted on your wedding day.
Eveline, won't you call and tell me maybe that you're still hanging around?
Won't you bring me to your favorite jelly donut shop in town?